Though the cities start to crumble, and the towers fall around us, the sun is slowly fading and it's colder than the sea. It is written from the desert, to the mountains they shall lead us. By the hand and by the heart, they will comfort you and me. In their innocence and trusting they will teach us to be free.

Today is the 12th, but the weather here in ND is the same as it was on 9/11 in Fredericksburg, Virginia (where I was living then): Clear blue skies and beautiful temperatures (mid-70s). I will never forget stepping out to the front stoop that day and trying to wrap my mind around the fact that such horror was happening on day with such lovely, tranquil weather. My ex-husband (we were still married then) was in DC that day but, thank God, got home safely. So many others did not.